"Actually, weren't they about a week-and-a-half ago?"
oh man, now i have to think on dates hahahha ;-) (screw blowing the fuses, we just went into the calender here at LJ and found our "word to the wise!" post on the 4th, so its been 10 days... you're right our sense of time is screwed) ;-)
as for mother attempting to be a martyr (we'd like to remind her that she'll have to be dead to be sainted) ;-) hahahah i think i might have posted about how she was taken into the hallway by the doctor (so that Bobby didn't have to hear them talking) and the doc told her "its going to be a looooong road to recovery" (not his exact words, we can't remember now), and i interrupted mother on the fon (as she said this) and said "yes, poor Bobby" :-( and mother was flabbergasted and said "he meant for the family!"
(again, when mother says "family" she is actually saying "me, me, me, me, me!") ;-)
and these weren't his first heart attacks... the couple he had *last* year (which, *again* were not his first either), were on Christmas.. (when mother had all the people in the living room and poor Bobby was trying to escape from all the noise and people moving around in that room, by hiding in the kitchen (which is white and brightly lit, i might add) and sitting and shaking and smoking his ciggies and just watching the clock until everyone left and he could have his chair again)...
i *hate* to play favorites here, but Bobby actually *did* take care of us when we were kids... when he showed up, we were 9 (and sisters were 6 & 3) and after a year or so, he realised that Jeanette was *not* acting like much of a mom... he stopped drinking (i actually remember him just *stopping* period... just said "this is no good" and it was over).... i can remember him sitting with me next to the toilet in the bathroom and rubbing my back when i was sick with food poisoning... and he took care of Nini and Lynn too, whenever *any* of us kids got sick and we *never* had that before... so we are all *very* protective of him...
all of us girls (us and 2 younger sisters) are like "mom, just skip the party this year.. let the family and folks meet at aunt Maddy's and just let Bobby stay home and lets keep things low-key and mellow".... (we were literally *just* whining all this to starsandfishes, not a half hour ago)...
we'll have to wait and see what she decides to do... no matter what, she will be certain to announce to the world her grave sacrifice at not having her get togethers....
why can't she see that us kids would take losing our other Dad (only Dad we have left since our biological Daddy died!), that this would be such a *huge* loss... and that compared to doing without all the schmalz & kitsch of Christmas, well, there is just no comparison!!!
Bobby stays... her "playing hostess" can go! Jesus would be happy, Jeanette! okay???
hahahahahahahah sorry to shout at you guys... it just really gets under our skin...
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Date: 2004-12-14 07:09 pm (UTC)oh man, now i have to think on dates hahahha ;-)
(screw blowing the fuses, we just went into the calender here at LJ and found our "word to the wise!" post on the 4th, so its been 10 days... you're right our sense of time is screwed) ;-)
as for mother attempting to be a martyr (we'd like to remind her that she'll have to be dead to be sainted) ;-) hahahah
i think i might have posted about how she was taken into the hallway by the doctor (so that Bobby didn't have to hear them talking) and the doc told her "its going to be a looooong road to recovery" (not his exact words, we can't remember now), and i interrupted mother on the fon (as she said this) and said "yes, poor Bobby" :-( and mother was flabbergasted and said "he meant for the family!"
(again, when mother says "family" she is actually saying "me, me, me, me, me!") ;-)
and these weren't his first heart attacks... the couple he had *last* year (which, *again* were not his first either), were on Christmas.. (when mother had all the people in the living room and poor Bobby was trying to escape from all the noise and people moving around in that room, by hiding in the kitchen (which is white and brightly lit, i might add) and sitting and shaking and smoking his ciggies and just watching the clock until everyone left and he could have his chair again)...
i *hate* to play favorites here, but Bobby actually *did* take care of us when we were kids... when he showed up, we were 9 (and sisters were 6 & 3) and after a year or so, he realised that Jeanette was *not* acting like much of a mom... he stopped drinking (i actually remember him just *stopping* period... just said "this is no good" and it was over).... i can remember him sitting with me next to the toilet in the bathroom and rubbing my back when i was sick with food poisoning... and he took care of Nini and Lynn too, whenever *any* of us kids got sick and we *never* had that before... so we are all *very* protective of him...
all of us girls (us and 2 younger sisters) are like "mom, just skip the party this year.. let the family and folks meet at aunt Maddy's and just let Bobby stay home and lets keep things low-key and mellow".... (we were literally *just* whining all this to starsandfishes, not a half hour ago)...
we'll have to wait and see what she decides to do... no matter what, she will be certain to announce to the world her grave sacrifice at not having her get togethers....
why can't she see that us kids would take losing our other Dad (only Dad we have left since our biological Daddy died!), that this would be such a *huge* loss... and that compared to doing without all the schmalz & kitsch of Christmas, well, there is just no comparison!!!
Bobby stays... her "playing hostess" can go!
Jesus would be happy, Jeanette! okay???
hahahahahahahah sorry to shout at you guys... it just really gets under our skin...
Ulla & Zora, & Co.